Lady Cide

Species: Undead
Sexual Orientation: Undead
With: Undead
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    • Misunderstood Scientist
      Misunderstood Scientist

      Gyro waited; though, he was feeling a bit impatient. Maybe he had something else to lure out the skeletal rodent. Maybe if he built a small robotic skeletal-looking rodent and put it in a dress...?

      But then, the critter reappeared. He grinned (a rare sight these days which meant it made him look rather - unhinged). "That's it. Take the little crumb, lil guy." He waved the sandwich in a beckoning manner. "I have more where that came from."

      Gyro's smile got a bit wider (and a bit more maniacal-looking) when the skeletal guinea pig exited the vicinity of the cabinet.

      He had not been expecting several more, a whole infestation of them, to come swarming out. "Oh. No, no - NO NO NO-" He waved out his arms a few times as he stepped back a few rapid steps, his back hitting the desk.

      He didn't have time to reach for something in his desk before he was promptly barreled over by dozens upon dozens of skeletal creatures.

      "AAAAAAAAH - heh heh that tickles stop that no -" He tried to find his way out of the swarm of creatures, struggling to escape and still reaching for his desk. He'd managed to pull the drawer open but it felt like he was being yanked away from it.

      • Lady Cide
        Lady Cide

        Nothing. Just when it seemed it was going to keep being nothing, the tiny muzzle reappeared.

        Its gaze darted around. The lab, the bread, the gun cabinet, the scientist.

        Letting out a noise familar to all cavy keepers - reeeereeee - it signalled it was indeed hungry. Feed me!

        When it scampered out of its hidey hole, however, it came not as a single creature but a sea of them.

        Hamsters, mice, rabbits, as well as a few more unusual varieties that Gyro might have known something about - a pigeon rat, a flying monkey.

        They ran not at the bread, or even at Gyro. They ran over him.

        • Misunderstood Scientist
          Misunderstood Scientist

          Gyro was messing with the wires of some kind of metallic box while also eating a sandwich at the same time. He seemed very involved in his work. And yet, not so involved he didn't hear the squeaksqueaksqueak sound.

          He shot up out of his seat, throwing his sandwich down on the desk next to the metal box in outrage. "All right, that's it! Intern Crackshell-Cabrera is BANNED from having snacks in his desk! A few lab rats is normal; an invasion of disease-ridden rodents is not!"

          He practically threw himself at a cabinet (opposite the one the undead guinea pig had poked its head from) and armed himself with what looked like a flamethrower attached to a tank of green chemical that had a number of red circles with slashes through them (in the circles individually was a silhouette of a cockroach, ant, wasp, fly, mouse, rat, and what looked like possibly a door-to-door salesman silhouette - this last one had also been scribbled out as if as an after-thought).

          He locked eyes with his victim. Or would have but said victim did not have eyes to speak of. Also said victim was lacking in fur. Also, the skull didn't seem quite mouse or rat enough.

          Gyro frowned, and of course, it was only natural for the undead guinea pig to go back into hiding after his outburst.

          "... Fascinating." He made a hmm-ing noise. Slowly, calmly, he removed the flamethrower-like invention and stuffed it back in the cabinet opposite the one the skeletal guinea pig was hiding under.

          He was quiet for a few moments as if he were waiting to see if the skeletal guinea pig would come back out. He put his hands behind his back. "I maaaay have been a bit hasty in my words and actions!" Gyro said, in a somewhat loud tone of voice in a slow, careful manner.

          "Obviously, any creature of the unusual variety would be..." He grimaced. "Welcome in my lab." He grabbed his sandwich off the desk and gave a careful step towards the cabinet the skeletal guinea pig was hiding under. He didn't step too close, instead crouching down to appear less threatening.

          He took a small bit of bread from his sandwich and threw it carefully in the direction of the cabinet. Did skeletal things eat? He had no idea. But it was worth a shot.

          "Heeeeey there, little... bone rodent creature," he said, trying to sound soothing. Gyro did not do soothing. If anything, it made him sound kind of creepy.

          "Don't be scared. I don't have any ill intentions towards you - and I definitely wouldn't dream of poking and prodding and experimenting on you until I learn all of your secrets-" Still said in the same creepy attempted-soothing voice.

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          • Lady Cide
            Lady Cide posted on Queen Malicia of St. Canard's message board
            Eyes narrowed, Lady Cide drew in for a closer once over of this supposed queen. And hissed. "Yes, I thought I recognised that form." Angels weren't natural pals of necromancers it seemed, as much as Negacia might have hoped otherwise. "And...
            • Lady Cide
              Lady Cide posted on Queen Malicia of St. Canard's message board
              As the debris and 101 Dalmatian bits settled down, Lady Cide located the partly concussed criminal. Do you know what makes it dodging difficult? Having half a ton of demoness squishing one or more limbs. "Nevermind, that's all in the past. Now,...
              • Lady Cide
                Lady Cide posted on Queen Malicia of St. Canard's message board
                "This is entirely my own genius," cut in Cide, before Negaduck could tell the demoness to cram a sock or equivalent in it. "With my transformation complete, my power over the undead is infinite!" Beat. "Except it seems to be currently limited to...
                • Lady Cide
                  Lady Cide posted on Queen Malicia of St. Canard's message board
                  "Darling?" Having ceased the spell, Lady Cide stood over them. Yes, that was the stupid, spiteful idiot right there. "Why I've been looking all over for you..." It's not like you would've been hiding from me, right?
                  • Lady Cide
                    Lady Cide posted on Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard's message board
                    The monkey shattered louder and hopped back on the branch, moving away from her. That was not the reaction it was expecting! At least, presumably not. Despite seeming unsure, however, it didn't flee completely. Much like the girl, it was...
                    • Lady Cide
                      Lady Cide commented on the blog RP: Deus EX Machina
                      The noise, on the other hand, was not so convenient. It drew their attention to her like seagulls to a dropped potato cake. A pointed claw, and two of the skeleton soldiers swooped upon poor Gosalyn. Chittering, the pair of bats seized the girl by...
                      • Lady Cide
                        Lady Cide posted on Queen Malicia of St. Canard's message board
                        "I'm sure it w- wait." The chittering around them died - pun pun - as she stepped directly forward, that power-hungry gaze sweeping Malicia's form. "You. I heard a profile from a pachyderm about you. Something about.. an energy signature being...
                        • Lady Cide
                          Lady Cide posted on Queen Malicia of St. Canard's message board
                          "Amazing what you can do when you an control an unkillable beast with the click of your fingers." Dragging a claw tip along a gravestone, one would think she was talking more than skeletons. "I have controlled a whole world, and this menagerie,...

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